No Haste

In a world that spins with endless pace,

I choose my steps with thoughtful grace.

No rush, no race, no hurried call,

I find my peace where shadows fall.

The river flows, the seasons change,

In measured rhythms, calm and strange.

Life's beauty blooms in quiet space,

Where time is savored, no haste, no chase.

Moments linger, deep and sweet,

In silence, where heartbeats meet.

With every breath, I taste the air,

Unhurried, gentle, free of care.

Through winding paths and open skies,

I wander slow, where freedom lies.